She is close enough to me that I can see her, because even now there is the outward sign of visible light, even at night in this parking lot on the outskirts of Algoe. After we kiss, our foreheads touch as we stare at each other. Yes, I can see her almost perfectly in this cracked darkness.
John GreenColin thought about the dork mantra: sticks and stones may break my bones, but words will never hurt me. What a dirty lie.
John GreenAnd yet still I worried. I like being a person. I wanted to keep at it. Worry is yet another side effect of dying.
John GreenTuesdayโwe had school for the first time. Madame OโMalley had a moment of silence at the beginning of French class, a class that was always punctuated with long moments of silence, and then asked us how we were feeling. โAwful,โ a girl said. โEn franรงais,โ Madame OโMalley replied. โEn franรงais.
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